After I get any holes or streaks in my pantyhose I throw them out, but instead of just putting these nice black tights in the garbage I thought I would use them as a metaphor to teach you a lesson. My pantyhose's are just like you. Weak, gentle, easily hurt, and once hurt or ruined, no longer serving their purpose, they are to be thrown out. But with you, and this pair of tights, once you disappoint me I won't just throw you away. I will cut you up into little bits first.